About six weeks after her engagement celebration, Wisteria stood before the full-length mirror in her bridal suite, her breath catching at the sight of her reflection. The dress was everything she’d dreamed it would be—elegant, expensive, and utterly stunning. The mermaid silhouette hugged her curves, the delicate lace and sequins catching the soft afternoon light. The cathedral train pooled behind her like a cascade of liquid satin, and the sleeveless V-neck design framed her collarbones perfectly. The back, with its plunging V and discreet zipper, was a masterpiece of simplicity and allure.
She turned slightly, smoothing her hands over the fabric, her fingertips brushing against the intricate embellishments. It was perfection. She was perfection. And yet, as she stared at herself, her s
